- This weekend was the annual Hoosier Roundup, in which the extended families of 10 siblings who were born in the 1930’s and 1940’s all get together, take over half of a state park, drink, eat, share news, and compare children.
- It’s not really camping if you bring along a microwave, refrigerator, air conditioner, and satellite dish, but I wish I had one of those campers.
- I gave up this weekend and got a hotel room instead of camping out with the rest of the family. I love sleeping in a tent, but I got to the end of the weekend without Irish Woman having heat stroke, neither of us threatened to harm the other over some trivial element of camp set-up, and when a little weather came through in the middle of the night, I wasn’t awakened so that I could comfort the wife during a flashback to the tornadoes of ’74, so I call this a success.
- Apple pie moonshine is quite tasty.
- The beer selection at the package store in SmallTown, Indiana, is not very big. The selection of Mountain Dew, rolling papers, and caffeine and ephedrine pills, on the other hand, was quite extensive.
- I now remember why I don’t drink Corona.
- You may be the biggest 18-year-old stud in the world, but when two big middle-aged fathers come over and demand your oversized water balloon slingshot because you repeatedly hit their families during dinner time from half a block away, you give it up without arguing.
- I must be getting old. People who were in middle school when I joined this family were pushing around baby strollers and herding toddlers this weekend, and I have no idea how that happened without me noticing.
- Boo had his first bottle of soda for the first time today. After speaking in tongues from the sugar rush for 15 minutes, he crashed for 2 hours.
- You may have served on a joint base where it was common for members of the different branches to give each other a hard time, or maybe you played basketball in a bad neighborhood growing up, or you played professional sports of any kind in New York, but you’ve never heard trash talking like what you’ll hear when playing horseshoes with four generations of men who have been playing against each other since the Roosevelt administration.
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Thoughts on the Weekend
Posted by daddybear71 on June 24, 2012
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/ June 25, 2012Sounds like a great weekend. A note on camping. I don’t. My idea of roughing it is a Motel 6. Almost 9 years in the Army, including 4 in a leg Infantry Division (7th ID – later the 7th ID(L)), purely burned camping out of my system.
If it ain’t got AC and a continental breakfast bar I ain’t going!
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